This is a song about "Boats"

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

I'm blowin' fuckin' steam off like boats with paddle wheels,

I like rowing boats on sundays,

And pray for better days

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Sunbathing with a hundred grand on boats sailing

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

Forever submerged, viewing the paint, beneath boats

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Splitting wig and isotopes, people pinned in slave boats

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

Come to my show you'll see/sea sickness no boats or yachts

Take you home, let you sleep in my clothes

Cause i'm australia and i'm turning back the boats